BBC Zach moves-in! Pt. 01

Prologue:

This is a continuation of my bisexual journey, see the "All In The Family" series. Victoria and I ultimately invite Zach to move-in with us and officially join the family. We three had come to feel like a family, and despite our dramatic age and racial differences, we had become a loving and finely-tuned sexual machine. Love and trust did dominate, communication was transparent and heartfelt. Life with Zach was like having a resident BBC come-spigot in the house. We all laughed about it. Zach loved the attention his Black cock got from both of us. He was in many ways a young obedient submissive, but he could also switch-it-up and take either of us anyway he wanted. Victoria gave up her ass to her son for his birthday, please go read that incredible story. I gave up my ass to my son because it was the ultimate act of submission, and for Zach, the ultimate in savage domination. I loved it. For me, and for Victoria, Zach made anal rock!

Please do read the series where my journey started, and where you'll gain a deep understanding of each of the three primary characters here. It all started with the "Bi Husband BBC Obsessed" series.

I hope you enjoy this story in that context, and with my thanks. Comments are so welcomed!

Calvin Grange

Zach had just finished pounding my ass and dropping two huge loads in me, with Victoria as the very verbal cheerleader. Watching his balls pump that second load into her husband, she begged Zach to give her the final load in her mouth. He was always good for three huge loads. She got that load, a come splattered face, and one good mouthful before Zach slammed that oily come covered Black cock all the way down her throat. She took it like a pro, as Zach would say often, "Just like a mother should." Victoria was a very good mother. Near insatiable, and she would say that it was not hard to be that way with Zach now ensconced in his own master suite in our home. Still that was her first ATM, coming appropriately from her son, and there will surely be more.

It was getting pretty late, and decisions had to be made about sleeping arrangements so Zach could get to the base very early the next morning. After cleaning up, we all decided to sleep in Zach's new master suite. It just seemed right, even though Victoria and I would crash again after he headed out in the dark of the morning. Like ours, it was a king-sized bed, and we were all in a cuddled as much needed sleep took over. At 5:00 AM, the sound of Zach's alarm clock woke us--sort of. Minutes later, Zach was back beside the bed giving us each a good morning and good bye kiss, then he was off with important last words, "I love you both, get back to sleep, and I'll call you later dad. We'll make plans for this evening, and this weekend the full move will be easy." He paused and added what was a pure-Zach communication, "I'll be hard all day thinking about you."

Victoria and I crashed immediately, snuggling closely in Zach's bed. In a few hours, sunlight and hunger would bring us back to the real world. "Good morning honey, what a night, and what a major move we've made bringing our son home to live with us!" I said, adding as I got up, "See you in the kitchen in a few."

We felt great, well-fucked, a little sore, and exhausted in the best way possible. We ate slowly and savored the memories, but Atticus was reminding us that it was walking time. We dressed and were out the door together, Atticus leading the way. We took our time, chatted about the coming weekend, between hellos to dog friends at every turn. "I'm going to be taking a long bath when we get back, happy to go shopping with you later, and God do I need our nap," I set a mutually appropriate tone. There was also house cleaning after our night of most excellent debauchery, and later I'd be hearing from Zach, my cock hard just on that thought.

All chores done, our nap went a little longer than expected and my iPhone woke us up. I grabbed it, knowing it would be Zach, and it was. "Hello son," I answered, "How has your day gone, you must be running on empty?"

"A great day, my cock is hard, my mind filled with the beauty of our night. Thank you both!" Zach was always on-target, such a focused communicator. He went on, "So I want to be over around 4:00 as usual, can't wait to come 'home' and see you both, but I have a Navy-sponsored career counseling session over in Bremerton at 3:00. Shouldn't last that long, so I'll go by my place, shower and grab a few things, and text you when I'm on the way."

"Oh great Zach, good luck with that, can't wait to hear about it and start our talks about your career options too. It's exciting, take your time." I mean't that, but honestly hoped to see him ASAP.

"Will do dad, I don't have high expectations for this particular session, just taking advantage of anything the Navy is paying for. I think you and Victoria will be invaluable, and depending on the pace of progress, the Navy has offered me a single year re-enlistment option right here. They actually need me. So no pressure. I expect to see you soon." And Zach was off.

Zach's text came at 4:30, and said "Great counseling session, can't wait to tell you about it. I'm on my way!"

The dinner table was set, the relaxed feeling of it being Friday night, and nothing but anticipation of open-ended time with our son. We heard his car and greeted a beaming Zach at the door, and drug him in for a proper welcome. He looked incredibly happy, we imagined it was just our son happy to be home and ready for time with us. There was more to it than that.

"We're starving and the table is set, hope you're hungry too. What are you drinking tonight?" My words, as I moved the conversation to the dinner table. "You seem very, very upbeat Zach, tell us about your counseling session. Productive?"

"You bet it was and you won't believe it, but Victoria, are you having wine? If so I'm with you, if not, I need a beer." Zach waited for an answer.

"Go ahead and have your beer son," she answered. "I'm fine without wine, your dad and I just had a great joint in the bathroom knowing you'd be a little late. "Wine later if you want, or stick with that craft brew you like. I like it too, may have one myself."

We all sat down, knowing Zach was ready to spill some kind of beans, and he was. "The session was great for two reasons," he enthused. "First she was smart and focused, lot's of good intelligence. Second, she was a fucking doll. On every subject and in every way, we clicked. I was attracted to her big time. Electricity in the air, both ways. Quite a surprise. She's Black, older than me, about 35 I think. Divorced, but no kids. She owns and runs a career counseling business, has a contract with the Navy. The feelings between us were mutual, and we plan to have a 'lunch' together next week. I don't remember ever feeling that comfortable, or that self-confident. As you know Cal, not sure I ever discussed it with you Victoria, but Black is new to me." He said with a self-depricating laugh. "In any case, the confidence I felt today is the product my relationship with you two. So thank you dad, and thank you mom."

"Good God son, thank you, what a dinner table moment. I get it, and I am impressed. A great move, enjoy being the spectacular person we both know you to be!" What else could I say? Victoria echoed my applause, a tear in her eye, but nodding her approval.

I'm sure, in hindsight that Victoria and I had mixed feelings about that news. Great to see Zach so upbeat, and making such positive real-world progress. Our son, growing so profoundly. Still our hearts sunk a little, silently wondering if we were about to be empty-nesters even before he was fully moved-in.

"So how are you seeing the weekend? What feels right about moving your belongings over here? What help can we be?" I didn't want to be to abrupt at moving toward seemingly mundane things, so I added, "And Zach, son, what thoughts kept your cock hard all day? Were you hard through that remarkable counseling session? Oh, and I'm sorry, what is her name?"

Laughing, Zach responded, "Her name is Bella. I've been hard all day replaying my life with you two. It's funny, but driving to Bremerton, my mind was already here so of course I stayed hard. Real hard. Excited, almost time to come 'home.' As I said, I wasn't really tuned into this counseling session until I got there. I was in my fatigues, so it was easy to hide my hard-on. We had a desk between us, and you bet I stayed hard and aware of my cock the whole time. You taught me to be myself and be proud. I loved feeling my cock against my fatigues. Still it was a by-the-book session, we only shook hands. When we meet for coffee next week, I will hug her like the dickens. Just like I do you mom. I know she'll feel the same way. More thanks to both of you!"

"Bella," Victoria said. "That is Italian for beautiful. How perfect. My father was Italian."

"I don't think you had mentioned that to me," Zach was surprised. "Bella's dad was Italian and her mother Black, or maybe I should say African-American. You both know about my dad, but did I ever say that the mother I don't remember was white? So Bella and I are both actually of mixed-race, but obviously live as Black."

"Beautiful no matter what, we all carry characteristics of other races and traits of other ethnicities. Remember the 'one-drop rule,' a function of our country's history of racism and slavery." I lectured, echoing my life long disgust with all vestiges of racism. "And cool for you and Bella. But back the your weekend plans."

"Sorry dad, one more thing about Bella," Zach had something important on his mind. "All this talk about Bella is cool, but I want you both to know that for the moment I am mostly excited about the changes I see in myself, newly found confidence about any interaction with a woman. I owe you both so much. Please trust, I won't make any move with Bella or anyone, female or male, without a thorough discussion with my mom and dad. I need that. If things with Bella show promise, beyond infatuation, I'll be bringing her home to meet my parents. Probably a long-shot, but it feels good anyway."

Zach went on, "About the weekend, I hope we just relax and enjoy ourselves this evening, and make a couple of trips to carry my stuff over and clean the place out tomorrow. I called the owner, and we made a sweetheart deal. He was happy to just keep the first month's rent and deposit, so I got off easy. He said he has back-ups just waiting. The place, I guess any place on Bainbridge, is very much in demand." He added, "Beyond that, and your help mom fixing up my master suite to make it a little more me, and I'm open to anything. I may give Bella a call at some point, and I'll share a fantasy I have about that another time."

"Perfect!" I said, "Though that fantasy interests me already. Share whenever you want. I'm going to have a hit and take Atticus out for his walk. Want a hit Victoria, on top of our dinner and that beer? Then I'll leave you two alone, maybe make some master suite decoration plans, and you can tell me what you've concocted for the evening when I get back."

Victoria did join me for a couple of hits, and we shared our excitement, and a little anxiety about the sudden Bella-news. Then I was off with Atticus.

A nice walk, then a quick change into my bathrobe and my black silk and lace panties. I found Zach and Victoria deep in conversation in his master suite. I was anxious to hear any news, but needed to set a tone of my own. Opening my bathrobe to display my panties, I said, "Zach, how about getting into your bathrobe, your mother has never seen the white silk panties I bought for you. Come out with it untied. Got it son?" I paused and added, "Did your mom already get you to spill the beans on that fantasy of yours?"

Got it dad!" He said obediently, "And yes my mom wanted it, so I shared it. I was a little embarrassed, but my fantasy formed on the drive home from that session. Besides our lunch plans next week, I told her I was moving in with you two this weekend but would give her a call--if I had the time. My fantasy was to have that conversation from my room, but secretly have one or both of you servicing my cock. That would be a trip!"

"I suspect your mother already told you she would be delighted," I said, "And so would I. All kink is good, but we'll have to be very quiet. Good plan son, but if things progress with Bella, at some point you'll have to come clean with her!"

With that, Victoria and I headed to the living room, to wait for Zach's premier panty unveiling. Victoria was always a knock-out, this Friday night in a sleek tight-fitting, full-body Sarong, with a slit up to about crotch-level on one side. Black of course, contrasted by a silver-embossed Chinese design, and by that exotic combed-back white hair and dazzling antique silver jewelry. I had started a fire, turned on the blues, and we sat down waiting on the red leather couch. Atticus, attentive on the Berber carpet. In came our boy, his bathrobe open as he walked, white silk panties with his semi-hard cock hanging out one-side--the panties didn't have a chance.

"Wow Zach, did your dad pick those out for you?" She stood up, and stepped toward him saying, "You are a vision, we've been waiting for you all day. Son, Bella or no Bella, you are already so loved. What's my boy in the mood for?" Question posed, Victoria reached inside the bathrobe and lifted that panty-framed hunk of man meat, just sort of reminding herself of the sheer weight of the thing.

"Everything we do works wonders for me, as does doing nothing. I'm home with you both, and I feel great." All true, Zach continued, "You look like one incredible piece of ass mom, I thought about last night's skull-fuck a lot. I'm also happy to be your sissy cunt Daddy, anyway, anytime. We've never watched porn with you here mom, there are several I brought that dad has never seen either. Interracial gay sex. One BDSM. We had watched the 'Blacked' one, my long time denied obsession to see my cock disappear in a white bitch's ass. Of course, you've both given that to me and I know we'll do it many, many times over. Always new discoveries, new memories to build. We could role-play taking Bella, the whole family using that cunt, leaving her dripping in come!" By this time Zach's cock was not hanging, it was standing straight-up taking Victoria's hand with it.

"I'm going to grab some oil," I said. "Get on you knees Victoria, kneel in front of our son and show him how much you love him." When I returned with the oil and towel, there they were in front of the fireplace, Victoria deep into a welcome home suck of the Black cock head in her mouth. I intervened just long enough to stroke oil into the length of that shaft, and a little extra on the head. Victoria stroked it too, tonguing the always gapping come hole, knowing the oil meant get ready for a smooth ride into her relaxed and ready throat. For just a moment she pulled back, looked up into Zach's glazed eyes and took a deep breath. She was more than ready, drooling actually, so I said "Take it home Zach, I want to see those balls slapping your cunt mother's chin. Take hold of her head like you own it, skull-fuck her hard like you did last night."

Zach was on it, starting slowly, testing Victoria's comfort level with each stroke into her throat. I sat down to watch, far better than any porn could match, the fireplace lighting them up. Sexual art. "Own that cunt, your mother wants to be used son, just fuck that mouth, face, and throat. Go wild. Pull out when you're ready to drop your first load, making her swallow it all. Smash into that cunt's face, you know her pussy is dripping. Let me know when you're ready to explode, know your dad is watching and when that first load is sucked out of you, I'm going to bend you over that chair and breed your ass hard and fast. There is only one Daddy in this house, and I own your cunt son!"

"Oh Daddy, my butt belongs to you," Zach said breathlessly. "A first load is coming, God I am loving this skull-fuck. I love you mother." With that, Zach held that head and pounded Black cock into that face, in and out smashing it against his stomach. "Mom, dad, I'm coming!" On the very next out stroke he pulled out, and shot a monster stream straight into Victoria's wide open mouth. He was in another world, coming in one stream after another, resuming the face fuck barely able to stand.

"Pull that Black beast all the way out son, and bend the fuck over the chair, it's breeding time." I was a bit out of my mind, but pulled my black panties off and his soaked white panties down, Black butt now fully exposed. "You stay in that position Victoria, watch my white cock disappear into our son's butthole, we're not through with you. When I'm ready to unload I'm bringing it back to you cunt, an ATM like your son fed you last night. Be ready, when I go ass-to-mouth I intend to fuck your face for a good long while."

For the moment, I was lost in the joy of savaging my son's ass bent over the chair, him groaning out loud. Victoria was inches away, and offering crazed words of her own. "Go Cal, fuck our son's butt. God, no lube, you went straight in. White in Black. Fuck him and bring me your load."

Those words brought me to the edge, "I'm about to unload Victoria, straight into your mouth!" As I pulled off, and turned my dripping cock toward the kneeling Victoria, I had words as well for Zach. "I know you have a lot more come and are ready to explode son, stand up and jack it all into your mother's face while I'm skull-fucking the bitch. Got it?" I barely got those words out because I was coming already, deep in Victoria's mouth and throat.

"I got it dad, I'm going to jack in mom's face, and all over your beautiful pumping cock. Skull-fuck her good dad. Here comes my load." With that warning, and mutual grunting and groaning, he unloaded in an endless stream all over her face and my skull-fucking ATM cock. Time did stand still. My endless tantric NEMOs followed, my pelvis shook grinding into Victoria's face, as streams of Zach's come shot into her hair, face, Sarong, and on me. The whole while Victoria's body was shaking in an endless full-body orgasm, as Zach and I both let out pure lost animal noises to herald this unprecedented unloading. A family reunion.

To be continued...